Bernard Jess Sagpang Poems

Your whispers

Soft, quiet, strange
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The wind blew cold and somber
Sent shivers to his cold heart
Deafening doubts encumbered
Inside his soul to sing out
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If I sing to You
a song in the wind, sung
at the top of my lungs
before the winter breeze, cold
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If I set sail in these oceans

to farthest seas and unseen shores
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The sun came in warm and lit our eyes brightly

Our colors came strong, a little bit motley
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The wind blew with symphony

A sweet chorus in the daylight
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When the sun lies west

And I am nowhere found
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Face down

Heart out
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My eyes run

To and fro
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Promise me you’ll never give in

Even for the last drop
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